The richest man starts from check-in

Chapter 314 I Have Wine, Do You Have A Story?
Zhong Li didn't think much after being shocked for a short time, praised his teacher's methods, and begged him to teach him.

But the old beggar temporarily refused on the pretext of drinking.

Wang Ye really didn't want to make Zhongli sad, as an outsider he could see clearly.

Although Zhongli is very powerful, all he possesses are some violent and rough fighting methods, and he has never had any skills at all.

In Wang Ye's view, the old beggar just trained him to be a killing machine. If he really wanted to teach Zhongli, then he would have to teach a lot with his abilities.

But if you want to come and keep a hand, it has always been an unwritten rule passed down from generation to generation in ancient martial arts.

The master teaches the apprentice will keep a hand.

Because it was on the way when he came, Wang Ye had already made a reservation, so the food and wine were served soon.

The century-old sweet-scented osmanthus brew was very fragrant, and as soon as the cork was opened, a strong aroma of wine filled the box.

The old beggar rubbed his hands, Wang Ye just poured him a bowl, and he couldn't wait to drink it down.

After drinking a bowl of wine, the old beggar smacked his lips, "Good wine, really good wine! I thought that this kind of high-end winery only had red wine! I didn't expect that there are also aged spirits."

"Master, you don't know something." Zhongli explained: "It is true that ordinary wineries have red wine in their collections, and there are very few white wines. But Huaxin Winery is the largest and best winery in Shanghai, so naturally there are a lot of white wines in their collections. .”

"It's only on the surface, not on the meaning." After the old beggar finished speaking, he looked at Wang Ye.

Wang Ye poured him another bowl and said with a smile: "The culture of baijiu is extensive and profound. Red wine has a history of hundreds of years. How can it compare with baijiu? When drinking here, what you drink is not elegance, but culture. Red wine is elegant, but baijiu culture The foundation is rich, and the two are incomparable, just like a bowl."

Wang Ye picked up the wine bowl, "Glasses are used for red wine. The wine in ancient China is actually the predecessor of red wine. It is the so-called luminous wine glass for grape wine. Drinking red wine requires good utensils, and the same is true for white wine! A white jade bowl can last all night. The color and luster can not only be seen on the outside, but also on the inside!"

"Senior, I respect you for this bowl of wine." Wang Ye picked up a glass of wine and drank it down first.

With the help of wine culture, he actually has something to say.

The old beggar rolled his eyes and drank a bowl of wine, "Hey, my old beggar loves wine. I just enjoy the strength of fine wine. I don't know much about those elegant things."

"Really? That's the highest state of drinking!" Wang Ye laughed.

"Wang Ye, when did you become so good at beating your beard!" Suzaku heard what Wang Ye and the old beggar meant.

Although they were talking about wine, the implication was that they were discussing the old beggar's purpose, and the old beggar had already explained that he had no other intentions, just cherishing talent and money.

But Zhongli and Suzaku couldn't hear these words.

Suzaku picked up the wine bowl, stood up and said, "Old man, I won't let you go on the wine table! Do it!"

With a heroic appearance, she is not only a hero on the battlefield, but also a hero on the wine table, as can be seen from the banquet at Livzon Villa that night.

But she obviously overestimated her drinking capacity, and Zhongli and Zhongli took turns to toasting, and the old beggars would not refuse anyone. She had only drunk half of the ten jars of wine, and Zhongli and Suzaku were already drunk.

Wang Ye glanced at it, and there were five jars of wine.

"Old man, it's no fun to just drink! I have plenty of wine here, but I don't know about the old man, is there a story?" He asked with a smile.

"Yes, the story of drinking, I always have a lot of beggars! Come on, fill me up."

The old beggar put the wine bowl in front of Wang Ye.

A bowl of wine was poured for him, and the latter drank it down in one gulp, Wang Ye just took a sip.

"Then tell an interesting story and use the bar!"

The old beggar pondered for a while, and began to tell the story.

"Huaxia has a large number of talented people. Today, there is Jiang Long, the god of war who protects the country and protects the country! There were princes and generals who shocked the world! This time, let's talk about the princes and generals. China 30 years ago was much more peaceful than it is now. At that time, there was a big family in Huaxia, which was a hidden family that had been passed down for thousands of years. No one knew the family name, and no one knew where the family was located. Known by the world as the patron saint of China."

"But more than 20 years ago, a long-planned catastrophe came quietly. Although the patriarch of the family was already in his old age, he was happy with a son! He was nearly [-] years old, and it was extremely grand to hold a full moon wine for his newborn son. , At that time, all the hidden families of Huaxia sent people to go there!"

Wang Ye listened quietly, he knew that what the old beggar told was definitely not a simple story.

Speaking of this, the old beggar seemed to be in the scene, and said happily.

"What a spectacular scene! At the full moon banquet, the patriarch was overjoyed. Two big families happened to have given birth to two baby girls, and they were willing to marry her to that kid at the same time. Tell me, the little guy who has just reached the full moon has such a beautiful blessing." , the future can be imagined."

"Baby, this is it." Wang Ye nodded and said, "The two big families probably want to get married and climb into this big family."

"The purpose of the marriage must be there! But it is more of awe of this hidden family, so I am willing to marry my daughter to that little guy, and the two daughters will serve one husband. Even so, who dares to ridicule many hidden families in China? , everyone was envious from the bottom of their hearts, and even blamed themselves, why didn't they give birth to a female doll of the same year. But on the night when the full moon wine ended, a sudden change occurred!"

The old beggar took a sip of wine, motioned Wang Ye to fill it up for him, and continued.

"It was dark and windy that night, and the joyous big family was slaughtered overnight. Only a loyal servant of the family escaped with the infant baby! Afterwards, it disappeared."

"It's over?" After waiting for a while, seeing that the old beggar was silent, Wang Ye asked, "Is this the end of the story?"

"Or else?" asked the old beggar.

Wang Ye frowned, and said with a wry smile: "Who is the Mieyin family member? Why did he do this? What happened to the baby in his infancy? Is he still alive? All of this is gone?"

"Didn't I say it! I don't know where to go." The old beggar smiled and drank a bowl of wine in one gulp.

"Your story with a beginning and no end really confuses the younger generation!"

"If you know the truth, you should investigate it yourself!" The old beggar's expression suddenly became serious.

"Who did it? Why did it kill them all? Aren't you curious about the mission of that infant child? In that case, why don't you check it out and see what's behind this incident? What are you wearing!"

Facing the eyes of the old beggar, Wang Ye's heart trembled inexplicably.

The first half of the story sounded like a story to him, but the second half touched him deeply.

Isn't he just an orphan?He was adopted by adoptive parents when he was a baby. Could it be that the baby that the old beggar said was Wang Ye?
Thinking of this, Wang Ye suddenly raised his head and asked, "Senior..."

But when he looked up, the old beggar had disappeared.

"Your little daughter-in-law Liu Ruyan is in trouble, maybe you can find some clues about the story you want to know."

The old beggar had disappeared, but his voice seemed to ring in Wang Ye's ears.

Sitting quietly in the box, Wang Ye's heart was overwhelmed.

(End of this chapter)